Note: Yellow is bold, White is bold and italics, and Wade's thoughts are italics.

~*Remember*~

What was that?!

Yeah, Wade, that was way off your normal game.

I know! Wade yelled at the boxes. I don't what's wrong with me! He was just as surprised as they were. One minute he was trying to keep his shit together, the next seeing Peggy. He was struck speechless (no small feat, either), and those eyes

Oooh, you got it bad, white cooed.

Aw, shut up. It's the stupid author, Wade said. Hey lady, think you can make me spout less romantic bullshit and maybe move it along here? I wanna get me some before I'm old and wrinkly, he complained.

NOT UNTIL YOU FALL IN LOVE. LORD KNOWS YOU BOTH DESERVE IT, the author said.

Wade glared in the general direction of the ceiling, not even noticing that he scared a crapton of people with the ferocity of his expression. Why can't we do a 'love-at-first-sight' kinda thing?

BECAUSE, the author explained, THAT'S NOT HOW IT WORKS IN THE REAL WORLD. AND PEGGY ISN'T WIRED LIKE THAT.

'Peggy' is normally 'Peter'.

DOESN'T MATTER. NO MATTER THE INCARNATION, PEOPLE AREN'T GOING TO FALL IN LOVE LIKE THAT. JUST BE PATIENT FOR A LITTLE LONGER. I PROMISE IT WILL WORK OUT IN THE END.

Wade sighs. Fine, lady. I'll give this a shot. But if this doesn't work out, I'm gonna crawl out of this notebook and un-alive the hell out of you.

I WOULDN'T HAVE IT ANY OTHER WAY, the author laughed, ecstatic. NOW I GOTTA GO. BUT BEFORE I DO, WATCH OUT FOR THAT WALL. Wade managed to move out of the way at the last second, walking through the door to his first period. The author laughed again. BE NICE TO PEGGY, WADE. OR YOU MAY LOSE YOUR HEALING FACTOR.

Wade stopped cold. You wouldn't. He could picture the author's smirk, her hazel eyes dancing in mirth. OH, BUT I WOULD. Wade sat down, hard. She couldn't do that to him. That's what made him Deadpool! Wade's thoughts were interrupted when Peggy walked through the door, walking over to the teacher's desk. He tracked her movements, unable to tear his eyes away from her. As if sensing that, Peggy looked at Wade, their eyes connecting for a brief second before Wade looked away, a blush staining his cheeks.

Dude, she's still looking at you, yellow said.

She's totally into you,white said, gleeful.

Wade snorted out loud. You're exaggerating, white, he told the box.

Oh yeah? Then why is she walking over here?

What? Wade thought, looking up to see that, yes, Peggy was walking over to him. Shit, calm down and look cool. Peggy sat next to him as the bell rang, the teacher walking in before Wade could say anything stupid. "Good morning, everyone. I hope you enjoyed your winter break, because there will be no more slacking off for the rest of the semester." The class groaned, Wade feeling indifferent about it all. "Take out your journals. I'll have Ms. Parker put the prompt on the board for all of you. Mr. Wilson, if I could have a word with you." Peggy got up and walked over to the board, an official-looking booklet in her hands. Wade took a minute to oggle her ass before getting up and walking over to the teacher. "Hello, Mr. Wilson," the teacher said, "my name is Mr. Coulson. If you have any questions about the coursework, don't hesitate to come and talk to me. And Ms. Parker will assist you in catching up and tutoring you until you feel confident enough to be able to take on the full course load."

Wade didn't correct the teacher, white saying it was rude to tell him that Wade would be lucky if he graduated at all. Instead he mumbled a 'thanks', quickly returning to his seat. He pulled out a notebook and began writing. It was a nice distraction from the real world, a drug better than anything Wade could get from any of his old friends. He hears Peggy sit next to him, but he knew what the end game would be for him and Peggy. But he didn't want her to be stuck with someone like him. She could do so much better than me, he thought dejectedly. "Hey, Wilson," Peggy whispered, causing Wade to jump. Peggy laughed quietly. "Whatcha writing?" she asked, not even peeking at his notebook. He shrugs, causing Peggy to raise an eyebrow at him.

"It's a story I've been working on for a while," Wade mumbles, the words flowing from his mouth. "It's about a scarred mercenary who's insane, and he meets a masked vigilante who reminds him what it means to be human. My... cousin wants to have them fall in love, but I'm not sure they would work out. I mean, the merc's pretty ugly. Not to mention that he's lost one too many marbles. He could kill the vigilante without any hesitation or remorse."

"What are their names?" Peggy asked, curiosity bleeding from her voice.

Wade shrugged. "Haven't really thought about that. We don't know the name of the vigilante yet, though we think it could be Peter Parker, son of billionaire Natasha Parker. And the merc refers to himself only as 'X', since he doesn't really remember who he was. The voices in his head know, but he doesn't want them to tell him."

Hmmm, remind you of anyone? Wade shushes yellow as Peggy's eyes light up in interest. "That sounds like something I'd read until the spine breaks."

"Really?" Wade asks, unable to keep the wonder from his voice. She's full of surprises, isn't she? "That's..." he starts, trailing off.

"That's...?" Peggy asks after a moment.

"Weird," Wade says.

Peggy's eyebrows furrow. Damn, she's even hot confused. I wonder how she's look when she's rambling, Wade thought. "How is that weird? Do I not look like a nerd? Hold on, I can help with that," Peggy said, holding up a finger and bending over. When she came back up, she's wearing a pair of thick-rimmed glasses. Fuck, Wade thought, I'm so screwed. And not even in the fun way. "Better?" Peggy asks, a corner of her mouth tilted up slightly in glee. Wade nods, his mouth dry at the moment. Yeah, if she can make you speechless, you know she's the one. "Good, glad to fill your stereotypical needs," she said sarcastically.

Wade laughs, the sound bouncing off the silent walls, earning him a look from Mr. Coulson. The teen coughs uncomfortably, not even bothering to apologize. "We're all stereotypes," Wade tells her, " And don't you have to tutor me or some shit?"

Peggy gives him a searching look before talking about everything that happened last semester, her hands gesturing wildly as she talked. Yeah, she's even hot when she rambles.

You are so fucked.

~*Remember*~

"So, how's the new kid?"

Peggy rolled her eyes at Johnny, sitting between Kurt and Gwen. "Wade is actually pretty cool. Told you not to judge before you got to know someone." She only had a few seconds to be smug before she saw Wade on the far side of the cafeteria, tray of food in his hands. He looked like he was trying to find a place to sit, but all the tables had been taken. Peggy felt a little bad for him, so she decided to do the nice thing. "Wade!" she shouted, "Over here!" Wade looked hesitant, but Peggy gave him an encouraging smile, waving him over. He complied, still looking skeptical as he stood there awkwardly. Peggy pushed Kurt a little, Kurt finally moving into Scott's lap in order to make room for Wade. The teen sat down, trying to hunch in on himself. Peggy felt a stab of guilt at making Wade feel uncomfortable. "Hey," she said, trying to sound reassuring, "how's you day been so far?"

Wade's eyes pierced Peggy, making her squirm a little in her seat. "You should know. You've been in all my classes."

Peggy gave him a look. "I'm not a mind-reader, dude. You need to actually tell me things. So, I ask again: how has your day been so far?"

Wade shrugged. "Boring as fuck. And how has your day been, sweet-cheeks?"

Peggy did Dad proud when she slugged him in the shoulder with some of her super soldier strength, causing him to wince. "No 'sweet-cheeks' here, bub."

Wade grumbled something unintelligible (to normal people; Peggy heard him say "shut up," but didn't know who that was meant for), before he started shoveling food in his mouth. Peggy scrunched her nose in disgust, but didn't say anything. She'd seen Uncle Clint and Uncle Thor eat more disgustingly that that, so it was nothing new to her. They all ate in silence for a little while before Kurt decided to break the silence, making Johnny laugh and whatever tension diffuse. Wade still looked uncomfortable, but not as stiff as before. Peggy hid her smile, silently cheering herself for getting Wade to relax, if only a little bit. She didn't know why, but she felt... drawn to Wade. She'd never been attracted to anyone (in her real and everyday life), and it was weird having the butterflies-in-her-stomach kind of feeling. Dad and Pop always thought her and Harry would end up together. They loved each other enough that they would have been content together, but that's not what either of them wanted. They even had a back-up plan in place in case Peggy didn't find someone by the time she was thirty-five. Now, now the future didn't look as lonely as it once did. And Peggy didn't know whether to be happy or terrified.